Toph crashes on top of you, itβs been a while since sheβs been this exhausted, back to back days filled with training, missions, helping others and barely squeezing in her usual banter, leaving you neglected.
She feels so bad but the physically couldnβt get herself off to take care of you how she thought she should. Looking in your direction with a small pout on her lips, You stroke her hair and comfort her. βItβs okay my love, lay on the bed for me.β She tilts her head confused but complies and switches positions.
You straddle her slender waist, her hands sliding up your stomach as she closes her eyes to focus all her attention on your body. She sighs, feeling your thighs, squeezing tight like her body itself craved you instinctively.
βYou missed me baby?β Kissing her temple then her cheek while she nods quickly, βso much, you have no idea.β She muttered, whining her hips as if your body weight was nothing.
Moving your knees on either side of her, your chest now in her face while you slid down your panties, afterwards pulling off Tophs pants. Her breath hitched as she leaned up, your left leg under hers and your right leg sprawled out above her hips, aligning your pussy with hers.
She feels the heat of you against her and she covers her mouth quickly. βI donβt think so pretty. Iβve waiting too long for this, I need to hear you.β She wasnβt used to your assertive side. She doesnβt like being told what to do, she never did, but when you boss her around she feels obligated to listen.
Leaning up with her palms flat on the bed, she pushes her ass forward, grinding your sweet pussy against hers. βO-oh fuck princess.β She managed to whimper before a string of moans and swears left her mouth. You move angles to hit her clit even better with yours and you start to join her in screaming. Looking up from her gorgeous body to her stunning face.
Tears prick her cloudy eyes with her face flushed, her breath hitching as she gets closer to her 3rd orgasm
βPlease, p-please, n-no more..β she begs, her body shaking alongside the ground around you two once again, definitely expecting complaints from neighbors. βCβmon baby you can take it, worldβs strongest earthbender can handle a little pressure on her clit canβt she? Good girl, keep goingβ
She groans at your mock praise and continues to fuck into you, grinding feverishly into your pussy as you add in another finger for a total of three.
Licking the tears off her face while she wraps her strong arms around your neck pulling you closer with your lips next to her face. Licking the shell of her ear as she finally arches her back even harder and lets her orgasm wash over her.
βYou did so good pretty girl.β Sheβs now curled in your lap, resting her head lazily on your shoulder while she catches her breath.
You finally get home after a long mission with Aang, nothing crazy, plus any mission with him was always fun. Lots of talking on the way there, goofy stories, always coming back even closer.
With everyone gettingso busy these days, Sokka came up with the idea of starting these monthly dinner partyβs. Everyone would take turns hosting, and this month itβs at Zukoβs.
On your way there with Aang, Toph runs into you. literally.
She bumps into you hard and uses your waist to help stabilize herself. βReally?β You roll your eyes as she lightly smacks your hip βHey Iβm sorry I was born blind, I canβt see where Iβm goingβ Aang laughed hard and left you two to catch up as he sped over to Katara.
Walking into the large palace you see Sokka speaking with Iroh about something related to the Avatar.
Warm conversations start to fill the room, everyone catching up with wide smiles and loud laughter.
βSo! How was your last trip with Aang?β
Katara asked smiling, pouring you another glass of wine. βSo good! Just a couple of rowdy non benders trying to start something, we shut it down fast.β
You clink glasses with her and take a sip while Sokka begins a long story at zuko that ended with him barking at momo about fire flakes and their origin.
Mid conversation with Katara, Sokka grabbed your face and pleased βPlease reader, back me up here, whoβs really in the wrongβ finally agreeing with Zuko, he sighs dramatically and pours another shot.
You laugh in his face, leaving your hand on his upper thigh absentmindedly watching his eyes widen as he flashes a toothy smile. Unfortunately your eyes began to wander.
The sweat caused by one too many drinks beading on his forehead, his eyebrows furrowed and strands of hair falling a little loose, those gorgeous blue eyes now staring you down.
Trying your best not to stare back you chuckle and turn over to your best friend Toph who looks just as angelic, if not more.
Her tied up hair finally down, delicious biceps hugging one leg with the other lay sprawled out on your lap while her flushed face laughed sarcastically at Katarasβs poor attempt at a joke, spilling wine as her chest heaved. Her glistening, beautiful chest.
There was no way youβd survive the night.
βI-Iβll be right back I need to use the restroom.β Attempting to escape for just a few minutes, Sokka grabs your wrist and pulls you back. βActually, there was something I wanted to talk about? If thatβs okay,β he whispered, his usual confident demeanor faltered when he looked at you with those eyes of his you could never deny.
βOf course-β Toph immediately interrupted, βI was gonna talk to her first? what happened to the plan?β Then get into a screaming match about this plan that you had no clue about.
With the rest of the gang already checked out and having much more calmer conversations, you physically couldnβt focus on anything else but Tophs chest now laying on your open palm and Sokkaβs lips less than two inches away from yours as he looks down at her.
While trying to decide how open minded you are toph takes your hand and leads you outside
βHey Toph.β You call, almost tripping over your own feet at the pace sheβs dragging you
βYes baby?β She answered sweetly while chills ran down your spine.
βWhere are we going?β
βBack to yours.β
You hear glass breaking behind you and loud fast footsteps coming your way, then a thud at your feet.
Itβs Sokka with his hand around your ankle attempting to stop you from running away with Toph, bless his heart
βHow drunk are youβ you chuckle at the sight βNot enough as I want to be, but sober enough to ask you-β Toph shoved her foot in his mouth and he immediately gags
βyouβre disgustingβ he spits as you help him up.
Walking back to yours with two attractive, barely drunk best friends what could possibly happen?
The dim lights of your room leaving the perfect atmosphere as you struggle for air against Sokkas face. He kissed you deep, as if heβs been yearning forever and heβs finally got you.
βStop being greedy Boomerangβ she grabs your neck and pauses, feeling your pulse quicken, before grinning and taking your lips with hers.
Falling onto him with a gasp, you look back at Sokka and the knot in your stomach only tightens. Now fully shirtless, his hard earned abs glistened with sweat press against your back, he stares at your body trying his best not to twitch inside of you but you feel too good. He runs a hand through his hair and pants hot air down your neck.
Toph was starting to get a little jealous, she grabs your cheek harshly and presses her lips onto yours while crawling onto your lap, straddling your thigh. Taking one of your hands and making you hold her breast, she silently begs you to trail down and feel her whole body. She always was a slave to your praise, now begging for it by desperately grinding on you.
Your legs are shaking, the man behind you was trying his hardest to keep his composure and the woman in your lap wanted you to lose your mind. the intense smell of sex in the air was driving you all crazy
The air around you was getting hot, slowly moving yourself back and forth while Sokka just about loses it, whimpering into your neck as he holds your waist as you continue to rock.
Toph starts to pant against your face before you lean down and kiss her neck, leaving burgundy marks against her beautiful pale skin while she kissed Sokkas temple, telling him how good heβs fucking you.
The three of you became a beautiful sweaty mess ending in a pile with toph behind you and Sokka on top of you snoring comfortably. Youβd have to have a long conversation about whatever just happened but for now youβll enjoy the ache between your legs.
content: 18+ nsfw modern au, fwb!toph, bimbo!reader, bitch x bitchier, scissoring, intimate sex, some fluff, reader is super pierced, ass slapping, nipple play (on both of you), praise, degradation, teasing, bit of slut shaming, strap usage, jealousy, possessive!toph, rough (revenge) sex, body marking, lowk toxic!toph.
summary: lesbian sex. then more angry lesbian sex (with a sprinkle of fluff)
authorβs note: no seriously itβs 90% porn, thatβs the plot. enjoy!!
lewd moans quickly fill the room, the kisses sloppy and ridiculously wet. your grinding doesnβt stop, dragging your aching cunt over her clothed leg for friction and whimpering into her mouth at the pressure of her bouncing.
βmhm,β she nips at your bottom lip, soothing it with a swift lick, βyou taste like cherries. that your lipgloss?β
you can only whimper, dazed with need when her fingers slip through the gap of your panties, unbearably slow, βcome onnn..β
she grins, swallowing your desperate sounds with her tongue. βaw, to think you were acting all high and mighty just a few seconds ago.. crazy what a mess my thigh alone made of you.β
βstop speaking,β you groan, shushing her with a longer kiss. βjust fuck me.β
she hums, finally reaching your dripping slit, βwhere are your manners?β
a shaky moan slips out of your lips when her middle and ring finger finally graze your folds, and your eyes flutter shut, your pace growing more frantic.
you lift your hips to sink down on them, but they keep slightly slipping to either side. your brows furrow in frustration at your repeated attempts, believing it to be due to your trembling or how wet and slippery you were, until you briefly catch a small smirk tugging at tophβs lips.
βtoph!β you whine, nails digging into her thigh, βwhat the hell are you doing!?β
βnothing,β she whistles, coaxing another moan out of you when long fingers part your puffy lips open, feeling you clench around nothing. βi just think you could be more polite.β
βtoph, are you serious right nββ
βnever been more serious.β she cuts you off with a mocking peck to your cheek, her other hand still squeezing the fat of your tit. βgo on. be good, baby. say please.β
you scoff, torn between anger and arousal, βi fucking hate you, youβre soβ no no no!β you cry out, quickly grabbing her wrist when she begins to pull away.
βdoesnβt sound like begging to me.β
βyouβ iβm gonnaβ ugh!β you groan loudly, trying to pull her hand back to you but it refuses to budge an inch, βwhy are you soβ justβ ughβ¦ p-please.β
she smirks, and you hate how it gets you wetter.
βaw, there we go. such a good girl.β she coos, tauntingly patting the entirety of your pussy. the embarrassment doesnβt get to settle fully before all your thoughts are flung out of your head, a startled moan leaving your lips when she firmly flicks your clit, following it immediately with toe-curling rubs.
your eyes roll back, feeling two of her thick digits finally prod at your entrance, stretching your gummy walls as she scissors you open.
you mewl, desperately riding her hand and thigh all while her thumb deliciously presses and circles around your puffy bud.
βwhat the fuck,β you hear her sputter, but youβre honestly far too gone to care about what caught her attention, eyes squeezed shut as your hips roll and snap with incredible rhythm.
your eyes are forced open in surprise though, her previously busy hand leaving your breast to roughly grip your jaw. you stare at her, confused and kind of hornier at whatever the gleam in her eyes meant.
she lets out a sound between a scoff and a laugh, βfucking hell, youβre even pierced here?β
huh?
oh.
oh!
you blush, feeling her thumb fiddle with the metal above your clit, βwell.. yeah.β
βand literally why would you do that?β she gives it another tap, βdoes it give you extra pleasure?β
βwell, no.β you state matter-of-factly, slowing down your erratic finger-riding to educate her, βchristina piercings are ornamental, so it doesnβt touch my clit or anything.β
she scoffs, her gaze almost demeaning, βthen why?β
you hum, and she feels you spasm around her fingers. β βcause itβs hot. and peopleβs reactions to it also turn me on.. but yours could use a little work.β
βiβm sure you slept with your piercer right after, you whore.β she spits out, to which you huff, βyouβre just jealous, bitch. unlike you, iβm not some sex-crazed slut who fucks anybody who speaks to me.β
she laughs and you can hear the cockiness dripping off each of the syllables, βoh, clearly. not desperate at all, fucking the leg of a girl you met a few hours ago.β
your eye twitches and before you can argue back, svelte fingers finally plunge into your velvety walls, your garbled sounds music to her ears. she smiles filthily, βyeah, thatβs right, just shut up and moan like the horny whore you are. you being angry only makes you tighter for me.β
youβd love to snap back at her, you really would. but unfortunately that would have to wait because oh my god, her fingers and disgusting mouth alone had you closer to cumming than most of your previous partners ever did.
your mouth crashes back on hers again, drool leaking out of your lips that she eagerly licks up and swallows, heavy tongue entwined with yours as your sopping cunt sucks her in like quicksand.
βmmh, take off,β you mumble dazedly between kisses, panting against her cheek. you tug at the material of her pants, βo-off, please.β
she chuckles, gaze heated, βso polite.β
her fingers continue pounding your needy pussy, her other hand coming to tug at her waistband, and you practically clench at her exposed v-line, defined like an arrow pointing to your gradually appearing prize.
your impatient hands join her useless one, pulling harder at the material and she laughs, lifting her hips to indulge you and you waste no time in discarding the fabric.
βugh, this is uncomfortable.β she shifts, her sweat-slick thighs sticking to the chair, βneed a bigger surface.β
her big hand supports your back, pulling you flush against her and you wrap your arms around her neck immediately. her other one leaves your poor, aching slit, but the promise of whatβs to come makes the wait worth it as she stands up, hiking your thighs up to loop around her naked waist.
βguide me,β she murmurs, and the command is so oddly intimate your breath slightly hitches. you nod, flustered, whispering the directions into her ear.
she drops you down on the bed with a small βoofβ, and her fingers lazily hook around the sides of her panties, sliding them off so tauntingly you whimper at the sight.
she only grins, crawling over you to pry your legs open, βlike what you see?β
your skirt is easily ripped in a quick move you canβt even begin to comprehend, and you whine as she busies herself between your thighs, βtophh! that skirt cost me an arm and a leg, you could have just taken it off!β
she ignores you, repeating the same thing to your damp panties, βitβs like four inches of fabric. iβll pay you back the three dollars, jingle bells.β
you groan, βyou know nothing about fashion! you justβ mngh!β a dirty moan leaves your lips and so does any concern over your clothes, her fingers slipping back into you so naturally like your pussy was home.
βyouβre right, i know nothing about fashion. kinda hard to when youβre blind,β she crosses your plush thigh over hers, stretching you out a little more just to hear the filthy squelch, βwhat i do know, though, is how to fuck a whiny ass girl like you.β
that strikes a nerve again. but your protests, once more, die on the tip of your tongue when you feel her folds smush against yours, her fingers giving way to her warm, slick pussy rutting up feverishly against your own.
you make no effort to be quiet, loudly mewling at the delicious bumping of your clits together, the grunts and moans it earns from her only heightening your arousal.
βfuck,β her voice breaks into a shaky whine, her fingers tightening around your waist as her pace increases, βfuck! so good, youβre so good. your pussyβs so sweet, so perfect. oh, so fucking good. iβm sure it must look so pretty, all soaked and dripping with my wetness and yours.β
you didnβt expect toph to be so.. vocal. taunts and degrading jokes, you expected, but this weirdly adorable display of her desperation came as a not so unwelcome shock.
if anything, the duality only served to tighten the big knot in your lower abdomen.
her voice may crack and her praise may be sweet as syrup, but the way she was fucking you was anything but.
you never knew how flexible you were until today, her hands easily manhandling you into different positions to ensure every inch of your pussy was thoroughly soaked with her slick, your hamstrings threatening to snap at the pressure of her strong palms against the back of your thighs, stretching your legs open into the worst of splits.
βmmphβ tophh.. gβgonna cummmm..β you drawled, eyes rolled so far back, saliva trickling down the side of your cheek as you let her scissor you in whichever way she wanted.
the pad of her thumb would occasionally join in to add to the pressure of your swollen clit against hers, and it would send sparks of pleasure up your spine, all of it pooling deep into your gut and threatening to spill over.
βi know. i know you will,β she groans, one hand pinning your thigh to your torso while the other found your pierced nipple to roll and pinch, her rhythm unrelenting.
βcome for me,β two fingers slide between where you two were joined, effortlessly sinking into your overly wet cunt, curling against your spongy spot with terrifying precision that leaves your thighs spasming and your breath knocked out of your lungs, βnow.β
you donβt keep her waiting, your vision flashing white as thick gushes of cum spray over her swollen pussy. she uses the extra slick to fuck you faster, chasing her own release, your folds sticking together in a mess of arousal and slight sweat, the hot smell of sex filling the room.
when she cums soon after you, you already feel heat pooling in your stomach again at the sight of her so wrecked and spent on top of you.
her tank top had long since joined the pile of torn clothes on the floor, your eyes travelling up her bulging abs to set on her heaving, sweaty chest, pebbled nipples resting on the swells of well-toned breasts.
you made a note to ask her if she was an athlete later.
you were both panting, neither of you moving off each other yet, and you let your hands slowly slide up her abdomen to her tits. you give them a tentative squeeze, cupping the soft flesh, looking at her face to gauge her reaction.
when no refusal was uttered, your thumbs found the peaked buds, gently swiping over them to hear her breath hitch. βbeautiful,β you whisper lowly, splaying your hands to fully grab them, βyouβre very beautiful, toph.β
βreally?β the question is just as gentle as your praise, milky eyes half lidded and set on some spot next to your ear.
βyes,β you answer without delay, one of your hands finding its way to her hair to pull her closer to you. with her chest more lowered now, you press a soft kiss to the top of her right breast, βvery beautiful.β
for once, toph didnβt feel like ruining the moment with her snarkiness. she simply stayed quiet, indulging you a bit more before finally untangling your limbs and laying by your side.
she rolls over on her back, folding her flexed arms behind her head. βthat was great.β
βyeah,β you turn on your side, your back facing her. βyouβre good.β
βjust good?β you hear the rustling of sheets behind you, then a hand soon finds the curve of your hip. βi deserve better than that, i think.β
you bite back a smile, nuzzling your pillow, βyeah yeah. youβre really good.β
βoh come on,β she shakes you by the hip, scooting closer until you feel her pout against your nape. βbe honest, am i not the best sex youβve ever had?β
the claim isnβt ridiculous, but the last thing you want to do right now is stroke her ego. you hum pensively before shrugging, β.. eh. iβve had better.β
βyouβre lying,β she barks, giving your thigh a light smack. βi can sense it.β
you sigh dramatically, rubbing the spanked spot, βjeez, toph. itβs okay! you donβt have to best for everyone. iβm sure many people think youβre the best sex theyβve ever had. donβt take it personally, itβs just a matter of preference.β
βstop lying!β she groans and you giggle, another smack landing on your ass this time. βadmit it! say iβm the best sex youβve ever had.β
you sigh again, shaking your head, βis your ego that fragile, toph? that it hangs on being someoneβs best fuck? thatβs a little pathetic, even for you.β
you tense in preparation for the coming spank, and then burst into laughter when it predictably arrives. she scoffs, βyouβre very tickled for someone who was humping my leg like a cheap whore earlier.β
and that wipes the smile clean off your face.
you blush, rolling over to face her with a matching pout, βshut up, donβt bring that up.β
she grins, β βoh, toph! please, more! give it to me, tophh! ahhh!ββ you whine loudly, pushing her face off yours as she delightfully mocks your sex noises, increasing them in pitch. βfuck off! you were just as loud!β
βas loud as you?β she laughs, taking your hand off her face to smirk all up in your face, βplease, i could barely hear myself over your screams and your fucking jewelryβs banging.β
you flush a deeper shade of red, βstop ittt!β
βsee?β she pokes your nose, the biggest of smiles tugging at her mouth. βeven outside of sex, youβre so fucking noisy.β
you huff and roll over again, refusing to face her as your hand reaches for the sheets to cover yourself. βwhatever. good night.β
βbut itβs not even night.β
you pinch your nose bridge, squeezing your eyes shut, βdid i seriously just sleep with you?β
she chuckles, patting your hip, βand you loved every second of it. hereβs to a good friendship,β she cups your face, tilting it back her way to press a kiss to your lips, βnice to meet you.β
you blink, very slowly. β.. nice to meet you too.β
your banter eventually melted into an oddly pleasant conversation you couldnβt believe you were having with such an annoying woman. you asked each other questions, gradually finding out stuff about yourselves, which was always a nice bonding activity after scissoring a stranger!
you found out she was indeed an athlete; and a wrestler at that. it did make a lot of sense, since most of the other sports required some level of sight, while wrestling β she stated β was more hands-on and physical, hence why she excelled at it.
she even invited you to come watch sometime, to which you obviously agreed, very curious on how she fought. wasnβt her blindness still a big handicap? wasnβt it still much harder for her to predict her opponentβs moves? you were aching to see it all for yourself.
you also found out she uses a white cane, that she somehow forgot in the bus after your outburst.
βhow the hell do you forget that?β you frowned, puzzled.
she shrugged, βafter that scene you caused, i wanted to catch you before you disappeared, so i kind of rushed and forgot it. i had it under the seat by my feet, so i didnβt feel it.β
you huffed, βthat cane is literally how you see, you canβt be that dumb.β
βitβs because i donβt use it that much,β she continued, and that piqued your attention. βi suppose itβs because i fight without it, so i also learnt to do more stuff without it from there on. i can get around my neighborhood just fine since i remember all the roads here, so i basically only use it when i go out somewhere else iβm not familiar with.β
βoh,β you nodded understandingly, then looked down. βwell.. iβm sorry for making you forget it, i guess itβs kind of my fault. so allow me to pay you back for it, yeah?β
βawww, such a sweetheart. thatβs so kind and generous of you. truly.β she coos, pinching your cheek.
βnevermind, i hope you fall over.β
your gaze flitted to the window, noticing the now starry dark sky. you quickly sat up, eyes widening when you saw the clock on the wall read eight pm.
youβd been talking for almost five hours?
βoh god, itβs so late. and we havenβt even showered yet, ew.β you grimace, getting off the bed to limp towards your bathroom.
she chuckles, smelling herself, βyeah, we reek.β
βyou get happy about very fucking weird stuff, toph.β
after a much needed shower, you ended up suggesting for her to stay the night, finding it to be the safer option since she didnβt have her cane. to which she eagerly acquiesced, though for way less innocent motives than yours.
as the days went by, you two proved to be a much better match than expected. sheβd quickly become one of your closest friends, often crashing at each otherβs places to either spill tea or get drunk β and the latter often ended in tainted sheets and melted makeup.
your ankle had gotten better too, and you could finally go back to wearing your cherished heels.
toph had just asked you to wait for her outside this shop, she told you sheβd be quick and you didnβt need to follow her in, so there you were; leaning against a nearby lamp post as you absentmindedly scrolled on your phone.
after a few minutes, you were snapped out of your doomscrolling by someone poking your shoulder. you lifted your head, only for an incredibly hot woman to meet your gaze. you immediately straightened up, patting your skirt down to look more presentable.
shit, you didnβt like being caught off guard by a hot woman hitting on you.
βsorry for disturbing you,β she starts, and her voice has that low distinct rasp, just like tophβs, that never fails to make your stomach flip. she smiles, leaning down to your height, βi just wanted to tell you youβre very beautiful, you look unreal.β
βoh,β you smile back, sweet yet purposeful, βyouβre too kind, thank you. youβre quite attractive yourself.β
you didnβt break eye contact, and the implied message was clear as day.
βa pretty girl like you must be taken,β she looks at the shop youβre waiting in front of, then back at you. βwaiting for your partner?β
βoh, no no,β you wave your hand dismissively, stepping more into her space. βiβm just waiting for my friend. i donβt have a girlfriend.β
her smile widens, emboldened by your confirmation and your body language. her hand finds your chin, thumb swiping across your pierced lip, βi see. and do you think thereβs any chance my friend over there could get your number?β
she points at some empty spot over her shoulder, and you chuckle, leaning into her touch. βtotally. i think your friendβs pretty cute.β
βsweet,β she fiddles with the labret, and your glossy lips playfully pucker up to peck her finger. you notice the flicker in her expression, and of course, you know exactly what youβre doing.
she clears her throat, flustered, letting go of you to fish out her phone.
you smile and take it, long nails tapping against the screen, when a very familiar hand suddenly lands on your ass with a soft smack, giving it a rough squeeze right after.
youβd tensed for a second before groaning, resuming your typing, βtophiee, i told you to stop doing that in public. i keep thinking itβs a creep.β
βmy bad,β her arm slides up to hang low around your waist, face scrunching in confusion when she senses the person in front of her. βwho is this? are they bothering you?β
βnot at all,β you chuckle, putting in the last digits. βshe just asked for my info. sheβs real smooth with it, i gotta tell you.β
β... huh. interesting.β you donβt pay attention to her grip tightening around your hip in warning, until the phone is abruptly snatched out of your hands the moment you were about to press βsave contactβ.
βsorry buddy,β she deletes the number, sightless eyes set with insane accuracy on the baffled girl in front of you. she tosses the phone at her, making her scramble to catch it in a panic, βshe doesnβt have a number.β
youβre just as dumbfounded as the poor girl, who breaks the silence first. βbut she was just typiββ
βchop chop.β toph cuts her off, snapping her fingers. βmhm. sorry, no can do. better luck next time. a shame, really. bye.β
you scoff at her, brows raised in shock and anger, βtoph? what the fuck do you think youβreββ
βbe quiet,β she glares down at you, and itβs deadly. βiβll get to you later.β
you canβt find any hint of her usual sarcasm or her playful teasing β just a terrifying pair of teal eyes freezing you into place.
it effectively shuts you up, so she focuses back on the very unlucky soul who had the sole misfortune of crossing paths with you today. βwhat? just leave already.β
her eyes dart in confusion between you and toph, and you can only shamefully look down, giving her a small apologetic wave to end this humiliating interaction sooner. this was so fucking embarrassing.
βwhat the fuck??β is the last thing you hear from her as she walks away, and youβre genuinely just as confused as her.
when she leaves, you finally glare up at toph properly, pretty features twisted into a frustrated frown. βnow, do you wanna explain whatever the hell justβ ah!β
you donβt get to finish your sentence before a calloused hand wraps around your wrist, dragging you off with steps as angry as the thudding of her cane against the ground.
you stumble behind her, trying not to trip over your heels at her brisk pace. βt-toph!β you call out to her but she doesnβt answer, and you can only watch her dark hair whip in the air, a hint of fear mixing with your anger.
βtoph, where are we gββ
βmy place,β she cuts you off, her steps growing faster. βi forgot something.β
your brow raises, questioning. βthatβs it? then why the fuck did you interfere with the girl getting my nβ oof!β
she stops abruptly and your forehead bumps against her back. you rub it soothingly, βgeez, toph. whatβsββ
βdid you want her to be your girlfriend?β she turns to face you, so close you felt her hot breath hit your cheek. βdo you see yourself dating that woman?β
you blink, then you scoff, incredulous. βwhat? i donβt know, i just met her. iβm not really looking for a serious relationship soββ
βthen what?β she spits it like venom and you flinch back. she glares deep into your eyes, βwhat were you being so sweet and giggly for? for sex? do i not fuck you good enough?β
you stammer, heat creeping up your cheeks. βw-what the fuck, toph?? what does that have to do withββ
βnobody can fuck you better than i do.β she doesnβt let up, invading your space further when you try to step back. βnobody, and certainly not that whore.β
okay, okay. what the hell was going on? perplexed wasnβt good enough a word to even begin to describe how utterly lost you were.
βtoph, what the fuck is wrong with you today?β you manage to spit back, returning her glare. βwho do you think you are, deciding who can or canβt get my number?β
βi just think itβs stupid of you to pursue sex with someone else when iβm right here.β
you throw your arms up in the air, exasperated, βwhat?? toph, me sleeping with you doesnβt make you entitled to mess with my love or sex life. with the way youβre speaking, itβs almost like you want me to be your girlfrienββ
βfuck no,β she barks, too quickly, brows furrowing in disgust. βnot at all. i just donβt get the point.β
βand you donβt have to get it! you can just fucking suck it up.β you snap, and you immediately regret it with the way her gaze goes cold.
you let out a shaky sigh, trying to rein yourself in. βtoph, what iβm trying to say isββ
βstop talking.β her grip tightens around your wrist, and the next thing you know is that youβre being pulled again, too focused on not falling over to argue back.
youβre both panting when you get to her apartment, and while she fumbles with the key, you take the small opportunity to resume your lecture. βseriously toph, you had no right to butt in. that girl could have possibly been a great match for me. what if i did want her to eventually become my girlfriend?β
βyou just said you werenβt looking,β she scoffs, the key repeatedly missing the hole.
you roll your eyes, βthatβs not the point. you still canβt butt in, you never know what the future holds. itβs my life, toph.β
the door opens with a click, and itβs instantly shoved open as she barges in, her fingers around your wrist like a cuff.
you sigh, βlike i said, you canβt justβ mmph!β youβre interrupted by a brutal kiss, all teeth, the force of it making you stagger back until your back hits the wall.
the cane hits the floor and her hands feel you up in a frenzy, mapping out every inch of exposed skin as she sucks the very oxygen out of your lungs.
βitβs because you dress like that,β she pants against your lips between heated kisses. βyouβre just begging for attention.β
she swallows the angry protests bubbling up in your throat, her tongue swiping over your palate and teeth and everything in between, and you hate that you canβt help but moan into her mouth.
βthese bare legs,β she runs her hands up the back of your thighs, ditching your lips to press wet kisses on your neck, βtoo exposed. thatβs why they hit on you.β
and once again, right when your face scrunched up in irritation, she quashes down any objections by trailing her hand up to your clothed cunt, possessively cupping it.
you uselessly mewl, heat pooling in your gut as you grind on her hand before she swiftly picks you up, taking you to her room.
how were you expected to conjure up any proper argument when this unfairly hot woman was already positioning you to her liking, wordlessly pushing your face into the pillows and adjusting the arch of your back?
βwait right here,β she whispers raspily into your ear, patting your waist to excuse herself, leaving you bent and exposed.
you huff into the pillows. what could you possibly do other than βwait hereβ?
this was ridiculous, you thought to yourself. all your arguments ended like this β unfinished, with your pussy full. you knew better than to keep letting her get away with this, thinking she can win you over by simply fucking you into oblivion and never addressing these accumulating issues.
you will stand your ground.
the bed dips under her weight, and you let out a soft moan when her hands return to your hips, lifting your skirt up.
sex with toph was always mind-blowing. but this time β on your great grandmotherβs grave β you swore you felt your tailbone crack.
βtβtoph!! oh my fuckingβ tophhh!!β you uselessly cry out, leaving sweat-damp marks on the sheets you were clinging to for dear life.
βtake it,β her fingers are so tight around your hips you knew theyβd bruise the next day.
she hikes them up even higher, earning a pained scream from you that quickly morphs into a pleasured string of moans, the tip of her strap striking your g-spot like a dart to a bullseye.
she leans down to take your ear between her teeth, her pounding relentless. βyouβll take it, my stupid whore. maybe thisβll remind you who this greedy pussy belongs to.β
youβd always hated claims of ownership. they irked you out to no end, and not only did you find them demeaning, they also never failed to make you feel so trapped and helpless.
but right now? with tears and drool soaking your pillows, you wanted nothing but to be thoroughly owned by her.
you donβt feel the words slip out of your mouth until they do, βyβyours. itβs all yours.β
her hips stutter for a second before she moans, loudly. her hand comes down on your ass in a sharp smack, appreciating the ripple and your startled gasp, βsay it again.β itβs almost desperate, with the way she pants against your damp nape, βsay it.β
you swallow your pooling saliva, βiβit belongs to you, toph.β
βdoes anybody else fuck you like this?β she spits against your ear with punishing thrusts against your abused walls.
you shake your head, sniffling, βn-no. nobody. mngh!β
her head had left its spot behind your nape, lifting herself up to spread your cheeks wider, and she wished she could see your creamy slick coating the pumping toy.
the wet squelches of your cunt were an auditory tease that made her yearn for sight more than anything else in the world.
with the next rough thrusts, and her hand sliding down to rub circles on your neglected clit, your eyes cross and roll back as you gush all over her strap.
her furious pounding calms down, the rocking of her hips more gentle while your orgasm sends pleasant tingles to the ends of your limbs.
you slowly relax, blissed out, letting yourself enjoy the sweet thrusts to ride out your high.
then a startled squeal escapes your lips, eyes blowing wide open when the sting registers.
did she justβ
βah!β you yelp again, flushing with need and embarrassment at the realization. she was biting your ass!
βshh,β she fondles the fat of your plump backside, alternating between right and left as she bites down on it, leaving angry red marks in her wake. βneed to mark you.β
she slips out of you with a filthy pop, casually fingering some of your own cum back into you, then her sticky hands are on your hips again.
you feel the brush of her hair as her kisses and bites descend further down the back of your thighs, littering the canvas of your soft skin with twin markings on each side.
βtoph..β you swallow a whimper when she goes back up, coaxing your legs further apart to get to your inner thighs as well, repeating the same process.
she stops at your still spasming pussy, then presses a long, deceptively sweet kiss to your sensitive folds before spitting on them. and your knees immediately give out.
she smiles, pulling back as if to look at your entire spent form. her fingers brush over the dented traces of her teeth on your ass, and she sighs softly, pleased. βnow, theyβll know.β
who were βtheyβ? know what? you had no energy left in you to ask, so you only laid limp on her bed, eyes fluttering shut. you felt her weight leave the bed as she walked away, the toy hitting the ground with a wet thud.
awful, awful cramps set in the next morning, dull painful throbbing from all your bones and muscles, and you couldnβt walk for six days.
and while you didnβt want to doubt tophβs goodness since she did stay by your side this whole week, helping you out and pampering you until the pain subsided, you almost felt like she reveled in your inability to leave the house.
or maybe not. maybe she just happened to be very happy to spend time with you.
after all, a friend wouldnβt be that cruel, right?
Toph you aren't ready for the raunchy, downright debauched stuff I'm gonna write about you. Y'all are gonna feel fucking scandalized. I'm going to leave my reader base clutching their pearls and girding their loins. Y'all are gonna need new panties. I could go on but I'm going to save that energy for the deplorable shit I'm about to put into writing.
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Please don't fall victim to internet misinformation. There is no floating head. It's a regular horse, it's neck is just hidden due to the position of the camera. I made an image to help you understand the what's actually going on.
aww babyβ¦ itβs hard for you to breathe? itβs so deep down your throat, hm? iβm sorry, angel. you just look so pretty with mommyβs dick down your throat
i dunno something tells me kirishima has a little bit of a piss kink. like youβre sitting in his lap and one thing leads to another and youβre grinding on his cock, breathing into his mouth and suddenly youβre pushing on his chest and grabbing at his hands, βstop eiji stop i have to pee youβre gonna make me peeβ and something in kirishima snaps and heβs gripping your hips and huffing into your neck how bad he wants to feel you go all warm and wet in his lap
[part one maybe? only half proofread cause I rushed to type this]
intoxication mentioned !
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βHave I ever told you how pretty you are up close?β He whispered. Face flushed as you get even closer to him. βHave I ever told you I hear every little chirp you make even when you think Iβm not listening.β His eyes widen when he chuckled and shoved you away as you laughed.
βBut seriously, youβre so handsome Sonar.β You crawl into his lap and pulled him close by the neck hugging him tightly.
βDonβt call me that, itβs Victor to you.β he softly holds your waist and rests his head on your shoulder. Humming quietly, you take the blunt from his hand and take one more hit before grabbing his chin to shotgun. Youβve been wanting to do that for a while.
A few minutes pass of stroking his biceps as he held and rubbed your thighs with his thumbs
βVicc..β shifting your hands to cup his face.
βYess?β he looks you in the eyes with so much adoration you could die.
βIs it bad I want you?β Face flushed from the weed and all the physical contact. βYouβre so sexy baby, thatβs not bad at all.β He gets close to your ear and whispers,
βAnd I need you more.β
Heβs leaning against his bed, laying on him with your back to his chest. That hairy chest you canβt help but stare at when you two work out. Trailing your hands down lower, you feel him do the same behind you.
βVictorrr I need your hands on me please theyβre so pretty, wowβ taking his right hand and licking the fingers. You straddle him again and kiss him once more.
βYouβre insane when weβre high you know that?β His eyes a beautiful pink hue you couldnβt look away from. grabbing your chin and pressing his fingers flat on your tongue. taking your hand and palming his dick slowly he groans quietly. Switching to your clothed pussy, he gets louder and takes his fingers out. Before you get to whine he takes his dick out and rubs it against your slit.
βFuck me Sonar.β
He turned you over aggressively and got so close to your ear just to whisper,
βI told you, itβs Victor.β
It was hard to take your eyes off his pretty cock, but he convinced you to stop playing with it by promising you all access to his body after.
Face shoved into the pillow, he fucks you slow and deep. One hand pushing your head to stop you from screaming (working poorly), and the other holding your waist while you took every inch.
βOh my god Vick, p-please.β The weed making every inch feel even more angelic than you could have imagined.
βWhat'd you say?β His grip on your hair tightened as he pulled you up "Didn't catch that." moaning out, you debated whether or not it'd be a good idea but you remember a conversation you had with coupe that made you certain.
"Fuck me faster honey please?" You look at him through your eyelashes. His eyes narrowed as he caught your lips with his. But his sweet demeanor changed quickly as he shoves your head back into the pillow fucking you so good.
Every muffled sound he got out of you made him shake. He couldn't help but give you what you wanted when you asked that sweetly.
You two fuck for hours, from missionary to doggy to cowgirl, touching each other to mutual masturbation, Taking just one break in the middle to recharge. who knew his libido could keep up with yours?
PART 1 (more like context for the actual smut part that'll be linked to this once its out π₯Ή)
The concept of drunk Waterboy he's so cute
Being there for Robert when his father died (and fixing up his mech after every job) he felt almost obligated to get you a job with SDN when you both went for drinks and you let your money problems slip out, the next morning with a text from THE blond blazer saying to come in the next day.
Though you werenβt assigned to the z-team, they saw you chat with Robert in the break room and thought he was harassing you βWhy would she be talking to you?β Malevola sneered, the whole team laughing except Waterboy, He couldnβt take his eyes off you ever since.
You were grabbing coffee for those around the office before your dispatcher shift, looking back at your notes of how each z-team member likes it. You got some help from that tall orange cat)?) mascot(?) looking guy and you brought cups to Robert, Sonar, Malevola, and finally Waterboy. You found him in the conference room with Punch up and Golem.
βHere you go herm!β He looks surprised and takes it with both hands. βThank- thank you, you-self, thank you!!β Puch up nudges his shoulder βGo on lad, askβ Golem chuckled and left the room. βRight, uhm, we are all going to the bar, villain bar after work a-and wondering- wondered if you would like to accompany me?β
You smiled and nodded your head βIβd love toβ
You made your way back to your desk and the day flew by, the team you were assigned to was great (As great as it ex villains could be). they worked hard and so did you, you deserved this night out.
Robert drove the two of you to The Sardine. the moment you walked in the wave of muffled cheering heard outdoors boomed. Jaws dropped, you spot Waterboy and Prism scarfing down drinks faster than you could rush over.
he looked so good.
He was taking shot after shot after glass after shot, sweat (or was it water?) dripping from his forehead as he swayed back and forth with his goggles on Prismβs head for whatever reason.
You laughed hard and joined in, nudging him in the side while taking the shot out his hand. He looked down at you, his face flushing even more under your gaze with the rest of Z-team following, helping the two of them and having the time of your life.
After a few hours you found Waterboy sitting in the hallway next to the restrooms, just sprawled out about to puke in a potted plant until you drag him into the women's restroom to help out.
"And what made you think you would win against Prism?" you sit on the floor with him and stroke his back while he gets the rest of it out.
"I don't know, I- think I wanted the courage to finally talk to this girl"He sniffed and placed his head on your chest after reassuring him it was ok for the 15th time. (You had a feeling he meant you but thought it'd be best if he said it.)
"Do you wanna spend the night at my place? I'll help get you all cleaned up" His eyes brightened and he nodded his head.
On your way out you asked Robert to have someone check on his grandmother and you call an uber.
